This may be the scariest thing you see this Halloween!

I won the best costume contest at work today. $50 to Target! Hurray for me and my goth self.

my friend adobe creative suite...

I was going through some of my files and came across this image I created from a picture of Wonder Woman for my roommate in celebration of a new-found freedom. We were going to put it on a cute, short-sleeved hoodie, but I printed the image in reverse on a white back ground. Ya, didn't work. Sad, sad, sad. Now it just sits on my computer.

And now graces my blog.

Warning: The Nightmare Before Christmas is not any more interesting in 3D.

Disneyland + Rain = No lines + Ugly hair!

Breaking News

Welcome to my world today....

More than 250,000 people have been evacuated from their homes and the air quality is less than ideal, thanks to nearly a dozen fires ranging from Santa Barbara to San Diego.

My whole house...well, the whole state...smells like a campfire and everything is covered in ash. At times like these I count myself extra blessed that my house is surrounded by water.

Phase Two

The first step in making a change is recognition that something needs to be different.

So what's step two? Discovering what that change object is. What about when the change object is yourself? Ha. That's just not going to happen. But...if my [tens of] thousands of dollars of school debt has taught me anything, it has taught me that perceptions can change and that knowledge is critical. And that is priceless!

The second phase of my personal journey came to me in one of those light-bulb-aha! moments the other day as I was talking to one of my clients, a 44-yr-old-single-mother-of 3-nearly-empty-nester. I was doing an "intake" and so trying to gather as much information as possible in 45 minutes. I came to the "social support" section and asked her if she has a "best-friend." She responded affirmatively, so I asked her to "tell me about her or him," not wanting to assume, and kind of wanting to find out if she has a boyfriend. Her response flipped the switch for me. "Oh, a woman! Men are great and all, but they don't make very good best friends. We need girl time and to be silly! We just can't be silly around men! They will think we're crazy!"


I have been spending ALL (okay, okay... MOST, we do other things, too) of my free time watching football, war movies, talking politics and business. Hanging out with a boy (as cute as he is) all the time = not enough silliness!

So, phase two begins. Rediscovering my feminine-self.

It started during last week's Relief Society lesson on "Women in the Church." I thought to myself that I LOVE talking and hearing about how great women are! And I was secretly hoping that John was LOVING the lesson too! So, I asked him about it. Well, turns out they had a different lesson altogether (I guess the RS was ahead a week) and then I started thinking. Is my boyfriend really going to understand or feel the same way that I do about my peers? No. Is is totally unrealistic for me to expect him to want to put our pj's on and make some caramel corn and give ourselves pedicures and talk about how great women are? Yes! Does it mean that he has issues with women? Most definitely not!

I picked up this book at Borders last week and showed it to the bf, saying that I had something for him to read. He laughed, quite nervously. I've been pounding him with way too much estrogen lately. Then he said he'll read it after I do. Little does he know that I am going to hold him to it.

I absolutely recommend this read to anyone who is female, is raising a female, or lives with a female. I dare say that this is the most enlightening work I have read in a very long time (scripture excluded).

Here are a couple excerpts:

"Girls' social agenda, expressed in play and determined by brain development, is to form close, one-on-one relationships. Boys' play, by contrast, is not usually about relationships--it's about the game or toy itself, as well as social rank, power, defense of territory, and physical strength."

Some things just don't change!

"The numbers vary, but on average girls speak two or three times more words per day than boys....Girls speak faster on average, especially when they are in a social setting. Men haven't always appreciated that verbal edge. In Colonial America, women were put in the town stocks with wooden clips on their tongues or tortured by the 'dunking stool,' held under water and almost drowned--punishments that were never imposed on men--for the crime of 'talking too much.'"

If true, this is pretty sad, but I still laughed as I envisioned men in powdered wigs, so frustrated by over-verbal women, running around, not knowing what to do. It's a good thing that social structure has changed, otherwise I'm pretty sure there would be a lot of women in the stocks with their tongues secured. Poor men! It must be rough to be you and have to listen to us all the time! :)

What does all this mean for me? More girls' nights. Pictures to follow.

Becoming a Solid Self

You'd think that someone who is not yet married and just shy of 30-yrs-old would have this figured out by now. I should be so secure in who I am and what I need, right? Nope.

This is my current journey. How to be a Solid Self now, because "a strong self is more attractive than a no-self."

I need to learn how to follow through with my expectations of others, rather than stewing inside when my *unspoken and undefined* expectations are not met and then getting mean about it, freaking out or going into hiding.

How have YOU overcome insecurities or lack of confidence in order to ask for what you want and need?

The Game of Life

Sometimes life throws you a curve ball. The worst kind are the ones that actually hit you. The good thing about that, though is you're guaranteed to walk to first. What happens at that point is up to you and the rest of the line up. Yeah, you have to be on your toes and ready to run. You can't lose focus, since you never know what the next pitch will be or whether the guy after you will do his part to allow you to advance. Sometimes you have to be strategic and steal a base.

Whatever it takes to win the game.